Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Jorge looked around in embarrassment, and then cast a begging look at Celia at the kitchen door

Celia stood there, bewildered.

Just an hour ago, my son was bumping into walls everywhere, and no one cared about him.

At this moment, it became the object of the two teams' competition.

Things were changing so quickly that she also lost her mind.

Looking back, Jorge took a deep breath, constantly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

He still prefers to go to Spanish club Barcelona.

The opponent is a world-renowned giant team, and Argentina also speaks Spanish. When they arrive in Barcelona, ​​at least they can speak the same language.

And Dragon Kingdom...

It was too far away, too mysterious.

Before today, Jorge never thought that his life trajectory would be on the same side as Long Guo.

Going there, I am afraid that whether it is Messi or other children, they will not get used to it.

He has already thought about it, no matter where Messi goes, his family will move there to take care of Messi.

There is no way he would let 11-year-old Messi go to a foreign country alone.

Thinking of this, Jorge seemed to have made up his mind, and looked up at Barcelona scout Rexach.

Seeing Jorge's actions and expressions, Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

not good!

The opponent wants to choose Barcelona!

In desperation, without even thinking about it, he staggered forward and pulled Jorge past him.

"Mr. Jorge, listen to my conditions first, and then make a decision!"

During the conversation, Qin Feng leaned over and took the contract on the sofa, and opened it.

The contract was drawn up by him in Longguo. Except for Messi's medical expenses, the rest are some regular terms.

Qin Feng frowned more and more.

The content of this contract is not attractive, and it cannot compete with Barcelona at all.

To get Messi's family to agree to go to Longguo, a big bet has to be made.

"Xiaochun, give me the pen!"

Qin Feng yelled and sat back on the sofa, reached out and snatched the pen that Zhou Xiaochun handed halfway.

Opening the contract, Qin Feng wanted to find a blank place to write.

But the contract was printed on the front and back, the handwriting was all over the place, and there was no place to write at all.

Qin Feng was in a hurry and searched around.

On the low table in front of the sofa, there was a white napkin.

As soon as he grabbed it, he laid it flat and picked up the pen to write.

Everyone in the room gathered around to watch curiously.

"Mr. Jorge, in addition to the conditions written in that contract, I will add a few more."

"First of all, the Longguo Liaodong Club will bear all of Lionel's medical expenses until his growth hormone deficiency is cured!"

As he spoke, Qin Feng kept his hands on and wrote this clause on the napkin.

"Second, we will cover all of Lionel's training, living, and study expenses until he is 18 years old, or he has the ability to support himself!"

"Besides, if Lionel's family goes to Longguo with him, Liaodong Club will be responsible for the education expenses of his siblings and provide jobs for Lionel's accompanying guardian."

After writing this, there was a sound of breathing around Qin Feng.

Messi's family was dumbfounded!

The additional terms on the napkin are like a nanny agreement.

As long as Messi agrees to live in Longguo, it can be said that their family will live a worry-free life in the future.

Qin Feng ignored everyone's surprise.

He pushed away Shang Yin who wanted to stop him, and continued to write vigorously.

"In Rosario, it was witnessed by Shang Yin, the youth training coach of Longguo Liaodong Club, and Lionel's guardian, Jorge Messi."

"Longguo Liaodong Football Club, Qin Feng, is responsible to the end for the terms of this agreement and the official contract."

After thinking about it, he added, "This agreement has the same effect as a formal contract."

Then write the date and sign it.

At the end, amidst the exclamation of everyone, Qin Feng grabbed the fruit knife on the table, cut his right index finger, and pressed a bright red handprint on his signature.

"In the Dragon Kingdom, this is called blood alliance, which means eternal change!"

Qin Feng grabbed another tissue, wrapped it around the wound on his hand, gritted his teeth and raised his head.

"Mr. Jorge, this is the sincerity of my dragon country Liaodong Qinfeng!"

Black and white characters, bloody handprints.

The living room was silent, and a needle could be heard.

Messi's family was stunned.

Qin Feng's bloody arrogance shocked everyone.

After a long time, Messi's social cow sister Maria began to recover.

"Father, if you go to Dragon Country, you must go to Dragon Country!"

She ran over and grabbed Jorge's arm, shaking it.

"This big brother is too sincere, blood is an alliance, and the people of Longguo are too romantic. Choosing the Liaodong team of Longguo must be the most correct!"

"Yeah, father, it's true that Barcelona is a wealthy family, but it doesn't mean they can attach so much importance to Lionel."

"That's right, let Lionel go to Dragon Country, it is said that it is a great country!"

Messi's two elder brothers were also completely conquered by Qin Feng's temperament, and they spoke good words for Qin Feng from the sidelines.

Looking at the children with shining eyes, Jorge didn't answer right away.

He stared at the agreement on the napkin for a while, then looked at Celia beside him.

"what do you say?"

"I……"

Celia looked at Qin Feng with bright eyes.

But after thinking about it for a few seconds, she said, "Jorge, this is related to Lionel's future, so be careful."

Jorge froze for a moment, his eyes hesitated again.

At this time, Rexach, who had been silent all this time, came up and said something indifferent.

"Barcelona could have agreed to the same terms, except for that stupid blood-soaked alliance."

After saying a word, everyone in the room looked over in astonishment.

Barcelona is doing the same!

Qin Feng was also taken aback, this was his last resort, to impress Messi's family with enough sincerity.

If that doesn't work either...

Sure enough, after hearing what Rexach said, Jorge made a decision almost instantly.

"Sorry, Mr. Qin from Longguo, you understand that Barcelona is more attractive..."

Finished!

Qin Feng's brows were tightly knit into knots, his hands clenched into fists, trembling slightly.

"Sorry." Nodding to Qin Feng again, Jorge turned to Rexach.

"Sir, can we talk about the details?"

"Hahaha, of course!"

Rexach laughed loudly, and looked at Qin Feng in protest.

"Young man of Longguo, I'm going to negotiate a contract with Mr. Jorge, alone!"

"I think the steps at the door are more suitable for you!"

Qin Feng leaned on crutches and stood up, staring at the arrogant Rexach and gasping for breath.

After a while, he turned to look at Messi.

Messi was still sitting in that corner, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

Sighing, Qin Feng greeted Zhou Xiaochun and Shang Yinzheng Wen, and grabbed Pepe, who was staring at Rexach and wanted to eat people, and was about to leave.

If you fail, you fail. There is nothing to say. It is childish to speak harshly. It is too naive.

As soon as he arrived at the door, a faint voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Mr. Qin from Dragon Kingdom, wait..."

Qin Feng's footsteps stopped.

He swung his cane and turned around.

In the corner of the living room, Messi, who had been silent all this time, stood up at some point.

He walked into the living room and looked up at Jorge.

"Dad, I...I want to go to Longguo..."

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